"Professor, why don't we... show Fudge... the Minister my memories too?" Harry asked timidly.
Just moments before, Fudge, whom he remembered as mild and easy to talk to, had erupted into a fierce argument with Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Moody, and the other Hogwarts professors, before finally slamming the door on his way out.
The reason was that he refused to believe Harry and would not accept the claim that Voldemort had returned.
He insisted that Barty Crouch Jr. had simply gone mad on his own, and that no one had been directing him. As for Harry's account, he firmly believed that either Harry had been so nervous during the competition that he had hallucinated-he even thought this was a lingering effect of the previous event.
Or he was simply seeking attention.
Harry could hardly believe this was the same Fudge he had originally thought so highly of. Now he was as stubborn and unreasonable as a stupid donkey.
What Harry found even harder to believe was that Fudge's words actually implied he suspected Dumbledore believed Harry because he wanted to challenge him for power over the Ministry of Magic.
Harry honestly wondered whether this Fudge suffered from paranoid delusions.
In the end, Fudge refused to believe Dumbledore and Harry, and they parted on bad terms. It was worth mentioning that when Fudge left, he left behind a thousand Galleons-Harry's prize money as the overall winner of the first Magic Cup.
There should originally have been a ceremony too, but judging by the current situation, there would not be one.
"Memories can be altered," Dumbledore said, shaking his head gently. "In the wizarding world, at least, they cannot serve as evidence."
He sighed. "If someone is determined not to believe you, even if they see it with their own eyes, they